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cant be your hub baby I aint gettin married
I'm stand fuckin bitches, it really very scary
My lil cousin named Terry told me that I fucked him too long

I'ma Pull a few like Sasori
Want my time but it's not free
Vibe with me please don't lie to me
Baby just lie with me
Dine with me drinking wine with me

Can't give, to whats happening
I had to take it
Like popping a picture
Put up picture
Baby I don't know whats in this drink
Is in the mixture?
Lookin

Get Right [Remix]

Jennifer Lopez

Rebirth

2005

lookin' like a car note (car note)
All I need is you here right by my side
Take whatever you want, baby, let's ride
And whatever you won't do, let me

What the fuck is you bringing?
Its just a little bit of living
And a little bit of bitter
And a lil medication
I got a lil bit of dinner
And a lil slim

aiming for the throne
No baby seats
You or ya man get it
We sending shots at ya hea
Ny style like a rude boy yankie fitted
Like bottle drinks wit no sip in

thick as you is and I like it
Gone throw that ass like a lick and you fighting
Her friend a little slim but that booty exciting
Put that peach in my scope

showing me titties
And told me they only for me
I told her I really can dig it
She showing me titties
I told her that I'm gonna leave
Unless she showing me

nigga my sons, Chris Paul[00:48.47]You a whole bitch nigga, RuPaul[00:50.21]Mardi Gras took the top of the roof off[00:51.94]I can't Fuck the broad raw by

spray our potpourri
Y'all can bet I'ma rep how it's supposed to be

I had some problems (you know)
And no one could seem to solve them (not a soul,

a body
We gon' fall out, but this rap shit, wonder what Slim woulda felt about it?
Turned all the way up in this rap shit
But I wish Cap was right here

on patrol
Fuck with clique get robbed crime pays on parole
Flip over you pockets and if it sparkle hand it over
Matter fact I dig the jacket you gon' you run

Phew gotta dig it

Even if my nigga ain't right, I'm goin' left
(Nick on the track) feel like Boat
Hit it one night and then I left
(And then I left)

Don't Approach Me

Xzibit

Restless

2000

and shot in the face
No hoes, no clothes, no one showin' up for my shows
You know how it goes, I might as well kick it at home
But my baby mama hate my

they know that I'm him
Yea I'm him, keep it playa, I'm far from a simp
You can tell just by how I appear, can't do the stock, just look at my whip
Big

by the ceilings
No ass shots, I can tell, I could feel it
And I heard you got hurt, baby girl, I can heal it
And if you need it right now, baby

You Know What I Mean

Too Short

Born to Mack

1989

freaky it was
Everything ya wanted cause I can't be weak yeah, baby, that's it, do the split
Freak nasty all on my tip I took it to my dj, fresh on wax

wife back


Cuz in VIP 

Outrageous feels normal

My hoes come back at once 

I call it karma 

My crew don’t play around 

We can’t love her

And if

31 DAYS

Future

Beastmode 2

2018

me 31 days
She like bitches anyways, so we been on the same damn page
I took a little E, got red bottoms all on my feet
I ran it up, I got your baby

can’t wait to begin
So tell me, are you with me?
Baby, everythin’ that I need
Found you, like we’re livin’ a dream
Promise, that you’ll stay by my side

My Baby Mamma

The Luniz

Lunitik Muzik

1997

me back behind my back
She probably fuck my partner 
but you can have her player partner
Yo, cause I forgot, my baby mamma (YOUR MAMMA!)

(Numskull)
My

ring looking like a solar
And if we get locked up by the night I know them folks gone try and hold us

Try an' tell 'em every night, and I can't say hold

thinking upward in my cranium
Heavy Metal in my veins it runs
Liquid gold with cold uranium
I can power up a UFO and
I won't lose control
I hold my weight in

Twenty-four, they can hit me one more for the Jett line (yeah)
You dig? (No kizzy, no kizzy)
You dig? (No cap, no kizzy)
You dig? (Hood Baby, you dig me?)